Waterfall

Cascading
Memories trickling down
In pools around me
I drown
 
Thoughts
Roaring to life by rapid
Pounding, all the way
Beating down to my id
 
Rolling
Tides wash me ashore
Gasping for breath
Functioning no more
 
Puddles
Surround me, drown me
The pounding of the cascades
Boring into what I am to be
 
Silence
As I quiet
The roaring tempest
That had been in riot
 
Drip
With the drop
I ask, can I continue
In this fashion, or must I stop.
 
6/4/20 ---- Andy McRae

Insanity Aches

Tearing in pain
Worlds of ungodly domain
‘Is this fair’
I echo as I pull on my hair.

I feel it crashing over me
In waves it breaks
One, two, three
These momentary insanity aches.

It’s coming from my chest
I cannot stop it from fleeing
Emotions get the best
Of this man, not even a being.

Pain is all I hear.

Do you expect more from me
A greatness that I should achieve
Should I have aspirations in front of me
I feel as if I should grieve.

This utterly dead ringing
I hear in my head bringing
A maddened state of being.

6/1/20 - Written by Andy McRae

Terrible

I am not alright
The pain keeps me up at night
Boiling in me, a dread
Of when will I be dead
Who am I to say
That I will be alright this day
Or the next
Stuck in this complex
I am in a muck
Fuck
Perplexed by the thoughts in my head
Unable to lay in my bed
Each night I fret
Of the return of the regret
That is rotting my mind
All that I see is in the hind’
It is stumbling in front
Of the way I confront
Life
And living with this strife
I find unbearable
What I decide is terrible.
---5/24/20---

I am the…

I am the inferno
Scorching all I meet
Trail of ash in wake
I walk alone

I am the tempest
Toppling all in my way
Gloom follows me
I walk alone

I am the pestilence
Rotting all rope binds
Decay hangs around me
I am utterly alone.

I am the destroyer
Of all that I hold,
It turns to dust
In my hands I see
A world that blows away.

--Andy McRae----5/12/20--

Skipping

The room seems to shift
As if what was there,
Were on repeat.
I am lost in realms of reality,
But they are not my own.

Skipping,
Events replaying.
 
Skipping,
Entire moments missing.
 
Spinning out of control
A fractured wheel
That made me whole.
 
I am losing my mind
As the universe
Unravels around me.
 
 
4/22/20

ECHOES

Echoes from all around
Drum beating coming from the ground
Vibrations ripping me to a shred
Voices are sounding off in my head
Thoughts puddle as my mind
Melts to simple mercury, unrefined
These noises cascading in me
Escape is impossible to me
Unless I pull the cord
But that sends me toward
The end.
 
Andy McRae—5/11/20

Makeshift

A flick of fire in the eyes
Of a figure broken in to two sides.
 
Pieces scattered all around,
From when he shattered on the ground.
 
Punctured by shards of his own,
The wicked side stabs the 'lone.
 
From these pieces I shall make
A man greater than his fate.
Forge them in his own fire,
Breathes of the dragon's tongue,
Burning the soul of which, he is from.
 
Once divided, before then whole,
This makeshift man shall walk again.

This is a old poem of mine, early college years if I had to guess.

Notecard Poem #6

Soft whispers of nature near by
Lifting the clouds out of the sky
Darkness retreats up the mountains high.
 
With leaves on the ground
I ponder the World
How it turns, how it will change
 
And well the Moon seems round
Still the World seems shut off
But the Sky only opens.

The last of the series. It was fun finding these poems that I had forgot I had even written.

Glass Globe 2

Glass lying there on the table
Globe of miniature size,
Galaxies missing around it,
Gone, this world lies alone.

Landscapes luminated by
Light hitting the right angles,
Labyrinths unfolding in the
Layered prisms of the world.
 
Observing the minute details
Overlooked features come forth,
Oceans not there before,
Oases in large bloom.
 
Breathtaking views set scene for
Battlegrounds of wars unseen,
Beaches and skies, neither are fought,
Barriers are broken by the turmoil.
 
Existence is broken in the struggle,
Entity that this is, it is shattered.
Exposure to the light has burned
Every surface around this glass globe.
 
--Andy McRae--  --5/7/20--